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A Bit of Imagination

I can’t push the knife in
I can’t make the cut
I can’t turn the wheel
I can’t step off the kerb
I can’t take the pills
All I can do is imagine
I picture the knife going in
I imagine the lorry hitting
I see the wall racing towards me
I dream of drifting away
Escaping the  empty days
Not enduring the lonely nights
Not having to deal with this
Or cope with them
Or struggle with that
No more thinking
No more worry
No more envy
No more hating myself
No more anger
But there’s no coming back
By Sudhakar Patel
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The Reason Why

I feel free with you

No longer in that cage that has held me captor for so long

My heart soars when I think about you

And I don’t care what other people say about us

To me, this feels right and that’s all that matters

You are my wings

That helped me escape

From the darkness

That was slowly engulfing me

All the pain and sorrow just melted away

And all I feel is happiness and love for you

No one is as important to me the way you are to me

You taught me what it’s like to fly through the stars

All I thought about was death

My world was empty

Loneliness was all I knew

Until I met you

You are the reason why I still want to live

Shadow’s Death

 

My Hole

inside its dark

just the way i like

its deep, making it hard to breathe

when i decide to escape

the walls are too steep

there is no one to help me

i’m too weak to help myself

my fingers don’t hold

so i’m stuck, in my hole

like always

 

**Toni**

Quote: The seven wonders of the world… to touch, to taste, to see, to hear, to feel, to laugh, and to love.

 

I Fell and Shadows Appeared

I fell and shadows appeared.

Ghosts that no longer talk to me.

Tried to love, tried to connect,

But the cut is cruel,

And unexpected.

When you lose what’s in your soul you question everything.

Lost my joy but not the memories, which now haunt my dreams.

Lost what I was most sure of.

Lost what I loved.

Now in prison, love only a memory.

On the other side of love I found despair.

Nothing good now, no pleasure other than fleeting.

Feelings always fall back low and heavy.

Will I rise, will I escape?

Want to escape, want to fly, but the shadows are always there,

recalling the sweet innocence of love, wreaking havoc where I stand.

Don’t want to be seen, stay in the dark

Can’t separate from the past, don’t know how to recover.

Nowhere to hide and exposed to shame

Face it head on, soak it up.

Divorced and divorced from emotion.

No more sharing now.

Don’t know the final lines, don’t have the answers.

 

Behind Closed Doors

In a glass house I sit, a lady,
hidden behind closed doors, trying not to judge those around me.

I feel their happiness and wonder, their joy and bliss,
and recall the feel of love’s kiss.

But my house is worn and old.
Experience seeps in, leaving me cold.

I wrap a blanket of emotions around me,
to ward off the chill and pain of feeling lonely.

My normally calm exterior can no longer withstand the storm of feelings,
and rain down on me through the cracks in the ceiling.

I escape and seek the shelter and warmth of a neighboring fire,
but there are riots of emotions that disturb me there and the passions run higher.

I hear Nature and, while searching, I find an unknown way,
full of birds chirping with all of the excitement of a new day.

However, powerless; I stumble.
I smash against the rocks and float like flotsam amongst the waterfall’s rumble.

Currents of emotion overwhelm me and I flounder, looking for something to hold onto.
Unexpectedly, I turn around and find you.

With the touch of your hands, I slowly begin to smile.
I realize it’s been a while.

I breathe heavily – then hot.
I’m no longer drowning – I’m not.

 

Copyright:  Tracey L. Mummert, May 16, 2006